Loki snorted coldly and pushed open the doors of the main room. He left the passionate scene behind him and entered a quiet room of elegance, lit by chandeliers that floated inches away from each ceiling, held there by magitech.
In the room was a long golden carpet that led to the dais where two thrones were set, one for the Devil King on the left and one for the Devil Queen on the right. The one meant to be occupied by the Devil King was conspicuously empty, but Loki did not find that strange, as his grandpa was always fighting battles at the realm border to expand their living space.
Rather, the throne that held the Devil Queen was occupied by the one who actually ruled Paradise City and all the territories around it, the Devil Queen herself, Crysta!
Crysta was a being above all and below none. Her figure was proudly displayed in the light, showing a mature dark-skinned woman with short-cropped hair that was black in color but had golden highlights at the tips.
